The sleek black SUV purred to a stop on the gravel drive of Tina's opulent mansion, the engine's low hum fading into the soft birdsong from the surrounding woods.
Golden sunset light bathed the estate in warm, honeyed hues—ivory columns soaring three stories high, manicured lawns rolling endlessly to a private lake that shimmered like liquid gold, and floor-to-ceiling glass walls promising untold luxury within.
My ass still throbbed from the office spanking, a constant, delicious reminder pulsing with every shift in the supple leather seat.
Tina's hand had rested possessively on my thigh the entire drive, her fingers inching higher with every red light, thumb tracing lazy circles that made my core clench. Her bulge was evident even through her tailored slacks, a teasing promise of what awaited.
Barely parked, she killed the ignition with a decisive twist and rounded the car in full predator mode, her long strides eating up the distance.
